Bo Qichen told her a lot about Bo Ye. Unconsciously, they had walked most of the way, but there was an unexpected storm, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and bean sized raindrops poured down in an instant.

They hurried to find a place to shelter from the rain. There happened to be a coffee shop nearby, but the coffee shop had closed. Tang Qingge was wearing thin clothes and was caught in the rain. She was frozen.

A shadow suddenly came over her head. The man's suit didn't know when to take off and cover her.

She looked up and saw that the man was on the phone in a white shirt, as if to let the driver hurry over.

Tang Qingge hurriedly said, "there's another street to my house. We can just walk back."

Bo Qichen's side eyes suddenly looked at her high heels, "are you sure?"

The water on the road overflowed the ground, and she couldn't see the road clearly. Isn't it funny that she, a woman in high heels, wants to walk back in this weather?

Tang Qingge refused, "don't underestimate me."

"All right."

The rain was a little smaller. Tang Qingge took a deep breath, wrapped her suit tightly and planned to rush into the rain, but she just planned to do so. The man around her suddenly squatted down in front of her, patted himself on the shoulder with one hand and motioned her to come up.

“!!!”

Tang Qingge immediately waved his hand, "no, no, no, boss, you don't have to do this. I really can. This pair of high heels are not expensive. It'll be scrapped at a big deal."

"Is it painful for you to scrap it?"

"It hurts."

"Then come up."

Not to mention scrapping a pair of shoes, she was distressed by scrapping everything. She hummed. Finally, her eyes fell on the man's generous shoulder. She blushed and lay on the man's back.

The man looked back and said, "put the suit on his head."

"Oh."

Tang Qingge obediently covered his suit on his head, and then grabbed the man's neck with one hand. The man dragged her ass and dragged her up. He looked up at the rain over the ground and walked in the rain with big strides.

The rain is still heavy, but it is wrapped in a suit. Tang Qingge can't feel the cold and rain. He can only hear the quiet rain around and feel the man's warm body temperature.

The man's white shirt was soon wet by the rain. She looked up quietly and saw that under the light, the rain fell on him continuously, beating his white shirt through.

His dark hair had long been wet, but the man was silent and his shoulders and back were as broad as a mountain, as if he had never told her anything good he had done to her, but don't know why, Tang Qingge moved in his heart and covered his suit up on his head.

Bo Qichen made a movement, looked sideways and said in a deep voice, "cover yourself well, I don't need it."

He just turned sideways and couldn't see her blushing and heartbeat. She didn't know what to think. She just thought that he had done so much for her silently. When she saw him in the rain, she was very reluctant and a little distressed.

He was kind to her, but he never forced her to understand his mind or give a response. He knew the hurt in her heart and her prudence and cowardice, but he never forced her to understand him.

Tang Qingge had a hunch that if she knew him gradually, she would fall in love with him a little.

She whispered, "No."

Still stubbornly support him.

Bo Qichen couldn't see her expression, but his eyebrows were frowned. It was difficult to cover a suit by one, and it was even worse for two. The rain blew on her face along the wind, and Tang Qingge couldn't open his eyes.

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